twenty seventh - just because the holidays are over doesn’t mean we still can’t be tourists and enjoy the city during the winter. find either your boy toy or your best group of gals and take over new york, you never know what you’ll find. ;)
I couldn't believe I had actually talked to my mother after all of this time. It was just as painful as I thought it would be. Her voice rang with dissapointment and sadness, and I knew exactly why. She was trapped in a loveless marriage for money and security, because she was too incapable of supporting herself without him. I never wanted to be like my mother, but I'd love her forever anyway. Because I knew she needed someone in her life to love and care about.
I shut the screen on my MacBook, from the page where I was typing my essay. This may be the holidays, but no reason I can't stay ahead.
"Honey, I'm home!" I knew it was my boyfriend, Cody Rockwell, outside waiting for me. Bri had gone off somewhere, and left the room to me. I opened the door and kissed him hello as he entered. "Hey babe, you ready to go?" He was so handsome it was ridiculous.
"Yeah, just let me grab my purse really quickly." We were headed to the Hamptons to visit his parents. The whole family was going to be there, and this was my first time meeting them. I would have been nervous, except that his parents were exactly like mine, and his family was just like all the one's I left behind in Beverly Hills. I was brought up to interact with these people... Marry people like Cody. "I really hope they like me, Code."
He grabbed my hand and ran his thumb over my knuckles. "Well... I love you, so I'm sure they will too."
We have been dating for six months, and this was the first time either of us have said that we loved each other. Yes we obviously cared for each other, but love had never been brought up.
We arrived at the home almost two hours later. Their home was gorgeous. Six bedrooms, three stories, and a ridiculously beautiful landscape. Looked like some Garden of Eden somewhere around here. New York life was indeed fabulous. The Rockwells' butler came and met us at the door, grabbing my vintage Louis Vuitton suitcases out of Cody's hands. They were huge, no way I was carrying them myself. I hated knowing that I was missing the fashion show tomorrow night, but this seemed like something in the relationship I shouldn't miss.
"Ah, Mr. Rockwell. Welcome home." Cody ushered me inside, and pointed to the trunk of the car.
"Jeffrey man, you know you can call me Cody." They both laughed. "The rest of the stuff is in the trunk."
"Cody baby, you come right here!" My boyfriend obliged and walked across the room to his mother. Her heels clicked across the hardwood floor to hug her son. She noticed me after embracing her son. "And this must be Holly."
Cody smiled and rushed over to me. He grabbed my hand, and presented me to his mother. "Mom, this is Holly Calhoun. Holly this is my mother, Grace."
She extended her hand to me. "Hello Holly. I've heard a lot about you." I must say that I was a bit surprised after the warm greeting she gave Cody, that all I got was a handshake. "Now Cody dear, your father is on his way home from the apartment, he had to get some files or something. Charlotte is upstairs in the studio, working on a new piece- something abstract, dear. Noah is in the basement playing basketball with Kieryn. You know they're inseperable." Grace was rattling off the locations of all of her children, that she had somehow managed to get in one place for the first time in two years.
The kids didn't spend much time at home these days, Cody explained. "Oh yes, I forgot about Andrew! He's waiting for you in the back yard, honey."
For a such an affluent family, they sure did have a lot of kids. When she put it this way, it sounded like an army of Rockwells.
"Hol, I gotta go see everyone. Do you want to come, or would you like to get settled in. Jeffrey could show you where everything is." I turned around and realized that the butler had been there for some time, after dropping our luggage off.
"Um yeah, thats fine." I smiled and allowed Jeffrey to show me where to go.
Something about this place created a deja vu feeling. And I couldn't help but feel like I had been groomed for this my whole life.